I’m young, naive, and pretentious. I like knowing things, and unknowing them. I like contradictions and dichotomies and art.
I really like poetry, and it also frustrates me. For me, writing is cathartic, chaotic, and confusing. And I know that writing is like a muscle, and that thoughts are just a matchbox waiting for the right tinder to strike through.
And so I write.
(आज जाने की ज़िद ना करो)
just a matchbox waiting for the right tinder to strike through.
Wonderful! Love the imagery.
Hope my daughter will grow up and write like you.
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Thank you so much! I’m honestly overwhelmed by all your words
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Yes you do write: Did I mention that your writing is stunning? It is.
Thank you for the follow at, “Through The Cracked Window.” I appreciate that very much.
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Thank you so much. I’m overwhelmed. I love your blog as well.
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“…thoughts are just a matchbox waiting for the right tinder to strike through.
And so I write.”
Such profound power stored in so few words. Your talent is so natural!
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Thank you so much!
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Hi! Thanks for the follow! Great blog! 🙂
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Love the name of your blog 🙂
You certainly have a wonderful way with words. Appreciate your follow too 🙂
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Thank you so much 🙂
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